The major affairs of the country are sacrificed and guarded. The same is true for aristocratic families.

I don’t know when the three horses in this city participated in the Cheng family’s ancestor worship ceremony routinely. When the Cheng family was at its peak, people even came to the prefecture to participate.

Of course, the Cheng family now has no glory as a wealthy family, but the power in Shaonan City is still the same. The prefect Cheng Yun'an (the father of Cheng Jinzhou), the chief secretary Cheng Yunquan, and the head of the temple Cheng Huafu are all from the Cheng family. With them participating, the days of worshiping ancestors have almost become public holidays for the holy temples of various yamen.

Like most people in this city, Cheng Jinzhou crawled out of the warm bed when it was still dark.

The four maids who got up earlier helped him dress up as quickly as possible. In addition to wearing clothes and boots, they also had to put each hair in a suitable place. If Cheng Jinzhou had not been disliked, his face would be covered with a layer of white powder and animal oil.

There were red lanterns outside each room, and the soybean-sized wicks spit out a dim light, covering the peeling walls.

When the family flourishes, it is almost a routine for the head of the family with a growing confidence to build a large-scale construction. They always think that this prosperity can continue - or in other words, they hope that this prosperity can continue, but in fact, one day, his descendants will not even be able to pay for maintenance.

The Cheng family is in a pretty good situation. The family members who have a job provide subsidies, which can generally be balanced. However, the houses with a continuous land of over 1,000 acres cannot be repaired frequently. Even if they worship ancestors, they cannot spend too much money to embellish them, especially the back houses that will not be noticed by guests.

Fortunately, this will not affect the daily life of the entire family.

Cheng's mother got up earlier than Cheng Jinzhou. The 16-part clothing needs 30 minutes to wear. In order to ensure that up to 7 headdresses will not make annoying and impolite jingling sounds, the maids need to insert more support objects in their hair in covertly. Even the girl waiting for her to attend the ceremony was wrapped in new clothes. In addition, the umbrellas and replacement objects were replaced, and the whole person was equipped like the US military in World War II.

Cheng Jinzhou laughed secretly twice, followed his mother obediently, and looked up at the father of the sick son Cheng.

Judging from the appearance, the prefect Cheng Yunan is a very majestic man. He just passed by the age of 30 and looks strong. His cheeks after sucking beards look more mature. Fortunately, otherwise Cheng Jinzhou's thoughts would be difficult to change.

After traveling through more than a month, Cheng Jinzhou did not have many opportunities to meet his so-called father. The prefect Cheng Yunan was obviously a person who was more professional than anything else. This may be the norm in the aristocratic world, but in Cheng Jinzhou's view, it was quite boring. As a government leader who works as the secretary of the municipal party committee and mayor, Cheng Yunan was too low-key and did not have much gray income in his pocket. This may mean that he still had a strong ambition, but even he only had one concubine, and he was a little unable to show off among the aristocrats.

Moreover, Mr. Cheng Yunan's only concubine was Cheng's mother's dowry girl. In this regard, in addition to Cheng's mother's skillful methods, he is probably more likely to have the strong self-control of Your Excellency Cheng Yunan.

Of course, what made Cheng Jinzhou most dissatisfied was that Cheng Yunan did not care enough about his son. As one of the civil officials in the city, Cheng Yunan's cultural level was unquestionable, but he could not even guarantee the most basic examination and study, let alone serious teaching. Cheng's academic performance lags behind others, and he has to bear some responsibility. Today, Dr. Cheng has to start from scratch. More importantly, as the son of the prefect, he does not have many opportunities to pretend to be powerful, which is unbearable for traveling through time.

Today, Cheng Yunan became more and more calm. When he saw Cheng Jinzhou, he nodded slightly and said, "You should be concise when answering, don't look around, do you know?"

In a tone of lessons, Cheng Jinzhou said "happy" with dissatisfaction and had no interest in fighting with him.

Seeing that Cheng's father had nothing else to say, Cheng's mother smiled and pulled Cheng Jinzhou's hand and said, "It's getting late, let's go."

As he said that, Cheng Yunan was the leader, and the three of them sat on a four-wheeled carriage together, while his concubine sat on the two-wheeled carriage behind.

The rules of the Daxia Dynasty, carriages led by two horses or sedan chairs of more than two people, require fame and title to ride, with very few exceptions.

Cheng Yunan is not a carriage, to be precise, it is simply a ritual carriage. It is made of hardwood, and the carriage exceeds 10 square meters, and the solid and spacious interior space brings a bulky and slow speed. Although people at this time did not understand the importance of shock absorbers, the flat roads paved by the Cheng family themselves can fully ensure that the wooden tires with excellent craftsmanship will not bump.

In fact, in the case of slow speed and well-made wooden wheels, the carriage is much more comfortable than the 21st century miscellaneous cars.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of the pursuit of excellence in craftsmanship that the speed of renewal and slower and slower ancient Chinese science and technology has represented the top-level craftsmen in society, using their craftsmanship to make up for technical defects.

The two strong white horses walked up so hard that the coachman shouted and stopped talking. Cheng's mother sorted out her clothes a little, and then began to explain the things to pay attention to, from the steps she took to the position of the kowtow. These were all taught in etiquette classes, and Cheng Jinzhou listened carefully. Cheng's memory of the sick son was not so perfect.

The road is not far, and the carriage pays more attention to a sense of pomp. When the voices outside were noisy, Cheng's father whispered: "You are already 12 years old, and you have to make a decision on many things yourself."

After saying a word without end, the butler panting from outside the carriage: "Young master, young lady, third brother, you're here."

Cheng's mother was also stunned for a moment and followed Cheng Yunan for no reason.

Cheng Jinzhou stepped out of the carriage in confusion, and the light in front of him immediately covered his eyes.

It was still dark, and the lit candles illuminated the entire main house like a football field under the dark night.

"It costs at least a few hundred taels of silver to make candle money." Cheng Jinzhou thought to himself.

When Shi Chong, the Shi King of the Western Jin Dynasty, was fighting wealth, and one of the proud things that Shi Chong did was to "use wax instead of firewood". The Cheng family's current pomp at this moment was even more than that.

"Please go here." The servant standing in front of the tent began to attract guests from the door.

On the road paved with stones, there were four-wheeled carriages led by two horses, and the rare eight-carriage sedan. There were two-carriages carried by two people and two-wheeled carriages parked further away. There were few guests riding alone, which made the stables located in the schoolyard seem empty.

The Cheng family's ancestral hall was moved to the city very early, which proves that the Cheng family has a long history, and on the other hand, it also represents the shift of the Cheng family's focus.

In those first days, the ancestors in the ancestral hall wanted to work hard in the capital. As a tradition of relocation, the ancestral hall naturally had to stay in the village outside the city.

Unfortunately, the Cheng family has long lost the idea of ​​becoming a wealthy family in the capital. Coupled with some security emergencies, the ancestral hall has finally been moved into the city, but it is not in the capital, but in Shaonan City, thousands of miles away.

Cheng Jinzhou was following his father's pace. Now everyone present was the Cheng family's own people. He spoke casually, and Cheng's mother also smiled.

Dr. Cheng focused on observing a boy of similar age as his. No matter what, he would stay in the Cheng family. Whether he stayed happily depends largely on the competition among his peers.

At this point, Yan Yangzicheng left nothing except his identity as his grandson.
Chapter completed!